Almost six years ago, I highlighted a remarkable tirade by Michael Z. Williamson. In the time since I have only become more resolved in the sentiment that he communicated - and only taken more and more shit from people - even those I am close to - for it. So, for example, when friends ask whether I support a $15 per hour minimum wage, I first try to explain that it is essentially a zero-sum game. If employers have to pay a $15 minimum wage, then they are going to charge more for their products and, in essence, the higher wage is not worth any more than the previous low one. This does not even address the notion that, when human employees start to cost too much, automation is another alternative with a one time investment. For some reason people don't seem to see that businesses are not charities, and are going to pass along costs to consumers - including their own employees to whom they now pay a higher wage - or they will decrease the human workforce entirely.
Anyway, Williamson essentially said "I have supported a broad swath of individual rights in which I have no personal stake - but as those whose rights I have supported have ascended in power, they have attacked me and my rights." Then he told them to fuck themselves. I agree. Interestingly enough when I, in essence, tell people who want to see "a living wage" that I will not support those who have not supported me, they cry "That has nothing to do with it". Well, thanks for listening! They often remark at that I have changed. But have I or has something else? My original post on this was from 2013, so it should not be a revelation that this pisses me off.
For many years, I felt RIGHTS were important; that women have a right to choose, gays have a right to choose, that recreational use of drugs be considered a matter of personal choice - and that RIGHTS - in all their glory - were paramount. That is, if we believe in one, we believe in all of them. None of these rights is without a downside, without risk, but they are RIGHTS. Some, for some reason, suspected that such beliefs made me liberal a liberal. Perhaps I was, given how liberal policy was expressed then.
But times change and have changed even more in the past 6 years. Those who have for so long trumpeted their right to RIGHTS have decided that one of the rights that was important to me was wrong. Mind you, of all those rights, this RIGHT is enshrined specifically among our Bill of RIGHTS as the second amendment. So, with the increased polarization of the society, in most cases created by an intense hatred for our current POTUS, they now abandon me and my right. Being a gun owner makes me somehow a second-class citizen in the eyes of those for whom I have advocated, those who have screamed for their rights - but clearly they meant ONLY their rights.
But it has gone well beyond that. I have also become a "toxic male". I am where I am because of "white privilege". I am a primitive because I am a "cis-male" - because I am a heterosexual. So when you ask me to support gay marriage, abortion, transgenderism, a "living wage" and universal pay, socialism, legalized drug use, or any other of the long list of recently discovered rights, remember this fact; you can't kick me in the teeth and expect my support.
I cannot say it better than Williamson has:
"- First they came for the blacks, and I spoke up because it was wrong, even though I'm not black.
- Then they came for the gays, and I spoke up, even though I'm not gay.
- Then they came for the Muslims, and I spoke up, because it was wrong, even though I'm an atheist.
- When they came for illegal aliens, I spoke up, even though I'm a legal immigrant.
- Then they came for the pornographers, rebels and dissenters and their speech and flag burning, and I spoke up, because rights are not only for the establishment.
- Then they came for the gun owners, and you liberal shitbags threw me under the bus, even though I'd done nothing wrong. So when they come to put you on the train, you can fucking choke and die."
Still strong. Not going anywhere. And remember that no means no. All these years later, I have even less faith that this ever ends well. Perhaps I no longer even hope that it can.
Good luck defending yourselves and getting someone to support your rights. I'm out. Stay away from me.